I've Been There Before

The passage led to the lift. With great fear, it seemed the passage was covered by nails.

Grace silently followed Kirk.

The lift was ahead of them. Kirk stopped for a second and gestured Grace to go ahead alone as if he was a gentleman. “Please, Miss Grace.”

“You…” Grace hesitated. She was not a warm-hearted girl, but she glanced over Kirk’s icy-cold face. “Don’t you come with me?”

“President only want to meet you.”

Kirk still grabbed Ruby’s arm in his hand. She hastily shouted as the lift door was about to close, “Grace! Grace! Please help me! I know you are too kind to leave me in the hell, right?”

Kirk annoyingly shot her a glare, and turned to Grace. “Miss Grace, you owe her nothing.”

There was no need to bother his president for the bitch.

Grace said before the door closed, “I know.”

I know I don’t owe her. I want to see the man I hate not for her.

Grace didn’t want to explain anything to anyone.

When the door opened again, she took a deep breath and exhaled loudly. He noticed her deathly-pale face reflected on the wall of the lift from the corner of her eyes.

Perhaps, in others’ opinion, she only came to beg a man she knew about for another, which was not a big deal.

But, in terms of Grace, it was much more painful… than kneeling on the ground.

“President Shaw, here I am.” For some reason, the lights in the hall were out, except some dimmed lights. On the cowhide sofa near the French window sat a man, his arm languidly laid on the armrest. Between his fingers, his smoking cigarette was snapped out.

She kind of flinched.

She instinctively moved backward.

In the meantime, there came a small laugh. “Have a seat.”

“…”

in the sofa pointed to the sofa across

not here

to the

because my order?” The man

he was playing

president, and I

man thought he heard a joke…Obey

Who?

Grace James? The daughter of

on the armrest, his posture languid, his side face handsome,

ticked away the seconds, Grace

expression clearly. From time to

too anxious to stay silent with him, and she tilted her head up, saying, “President Shaw, I’m here to beg

he can say something with her

languidly said, “I know, and I was waiting for you to

turned out that the

What a misunderstanding…so awkward.

know she was blushed scarlet, even her neck was

man across from her

reason, there’s something burning

to beg for

voice got a

please let go

hurt you before, and what you do just leaves her another chance to hurt you again. How do they describe a person like you…oh…Mother Maria? How come you are such a hypocritical? Aren’t you the perfect daughter of family

her eyes…Perfect

the girl you talk

man suddenly narrowed his eyes and stared at her…Did she just

you want me to release Ruby

my business if you want to be the

you know your kneeling was

know,” Grace replied hoarsely and tilted her head